In the last five years I have forgotten just 2 appointments.
Both this year and both with the same person… This afternoon as I realised that I had stood the same guy up twice I wasn’t quite sure what to say. ‘Sorry’ was about all I could manage as I phoned to apologise.
I said to Danelle if I ever stuff this guy up again I doubt I could face him!
Thankfully he was very gracious and kind about it all. Maybe he feels bad for me too?
Last night’s news:
The Schapelle Corby case = about 5 minutes of deeply emotive air time
The 2 million refugees in Darfur = about 30 seconds of bland ‘factual’ reporting
Life is tough for Corby whether she is innocent or guilty (how will we ever know the truth?…), but somehow we seem to have lost perspective.
I find myself feeling more for her than I do for the refugees…
Such is the power of the media to shape our attitudes.
Pretty sad really…
This from Ob1…
A budding romance between a Jordanian man and woman turned into an ugly public divorce when the couple found out that they were in fact man and wife.Separated for several months, boredom and chance briefly re-united Bakr Melhem and his wife Sanaa in an Internet chat room, the official Petra news agency said.
Bakr, who passed himself off as Adnan, fell head over heels for Sanaa, who signed off as Jamila (beautiful) and described herself as a cultured, unmarried woman – a devout Muslim whose hobby was reading, Petra said.
Cyber love blossomed between the pair for three months and soon they were making wedding plans. To pledge their troth in person, they agreed to meet in the flesh near a bus depot in the town of Zarqa, northeast of Amman.
The shock of finding out their true identities was too much for the pair.
gladiator divx Upon seeing Sanaa-alias-Jamila, Bakr-alias-Adnan turned white and screamed at the top of his lungs: "You are divorced, divorced, divorced" – the traditional manner of officially ending a marriage in Islam.
"You are a liar," Sanaa retorted before fainting, the agency said.
Last night I gave my mobile phone a bath…
I left it in the boat which I had hosed down. It was sitting in the well of the dash area under water for the evening… Not all that good for a phone…
I managed to get a new SIM card but hav’t got a new phone yet. I’m actually sniffing around for an old one that someone is no longer using. My last phone was an 8210, so I’m not that fussy.
If you have an old phone that is out of contract that you are willing to part with either cheaply or freely then drop me an email.
If I have called you on your mobile recently then maybe you could send me an email with your number on it. What’s really bad is that I now have to find and plug all those numbers back in…
Still, if this is as bad as life gets then its not too foul hey?!
Danelle’s ‘small group’ is praying in our family room…
I can’t watch TV…
They are so spiritual…
I can hear Bec chuckling…
She’s sposed to be praying, but she is such a chuckler!
Chuckle chuckle…
I am at home sick today after a sore throat became a sore body and left me feeling lousy. Part of me is glad because teaching is less than a passion any more. As I was checking email this came in from an old mate over east.
Teaching isn’t so bad…
When you have a “I Hate My Job” day, try this: On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer section and purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson. Be very sure you get this brand. When you get home, lock your doors, draw the curtains and disconnect the phone so you will not be disturbed. Change into very comfortable clothing and sit in your favorite chair, open the package and remove the thermometer. Now, carefully place it on a table or a surface so that it will not become chipped or broken. Now the fun part begins – Take out the literature and read it carefully. You will notice that in small print there is a statement, “Every rectal thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson is personally tested” Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times, “I am so glad I do not work for quality control at Johnson and Johnson.”
